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Miserable Wanderer

A massive nerd dies and gets reincarnated, his excitement gets the best of him. The first words he hear are "Get to work slaves!" When he looks around and sees grotesque figures mining with oversized pickaxes his stomach drops to his colon. [Multiverse fanfic, starting in Warframe.] "Status." [Status displaying] Race: Grineer[100%] Level: 0 Status points Available: 0 Stats: Vitality: 1 Strength: 1 Agility: 1 Intellect: .3 Mastery Rank: 0 [Inventory] Strength Quote. "USELESS DISGUSTING MAGGOT FILTHY WORM WHY ARE YOU BREATHING MY AIR !"-Councilor Vay Hek The cosmos weeps at this mans fortune. A distant "FUCK MY LIFE" can be heard Cover not mine THERE WILL BE MULTIVERSE TRAVEL JUST NOT IN THE TRADITIONAL SENSE.

SoupHarbinger · Video Games
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85 Chs

COG: 1 : Had to escape!

Uhh.

What..

The lotus smiles at me brightly..

"So.. Watcha doing here?"

She clasps her hands.

"I wished to gaze upon you, in reality that is.."

Umm A little obsessive.

"Ok then.. This is awkward."

The lotus chuckles and waves her hand across my face, damn this is weird.

"Everything comes in time my child.."

I am starting to feel a little creeped out..

"Child... I must leave for now, have a good recovery."

She turns and pulls back the veneer and leaves, her legs striding but I didnt look at them, the mommy fetish will never take me, I would rather by ripped by the cold hands of Hades than be obsessed with those kind of women who only warrant trouble.

And now I am alone.

And I have to lay here all day.

Fuck.

This is boring as shit.

[....]

Ah shit here we go again..

[Loading...]

[NEW WORLD UNLOCKED]

[DIFFICULTY: MEDIUM-HARD]

[GEARS OF WAR]

Bruh..

Isnt this a little to coincidental..

I thought stuff was supposed to be random.

What's the reward? It did this last time where it didnt tell me the reward.

[....]

[.....]

Fuck off you STUPID PIECE OF SHIT!

I mean.. Gears Of War is one of my most beloved game worlds, it would be amazing to go there and just experience it all.. Even if it sucks I can deepen my appreciation for the writers and the characters of the game.

But damn was that world depressing, literally like 1100 years of war for 7 days of peace and then boom, reset time.

Even then, people prevailed over the locust horde by uh.

Sacrificing 75% of the human population to the hammer of dawn

..

Well then..

They won in the end. Kind of I guess?

Then the swarm killed like all the people not living in cog settlements..

The writers were a bit wired in the brain eh?

Some warhammer 40k type plot.

Thought the swarm was like a pussy enemy compared to the rest, only taking out like 3 settlements, the cog was also going through many social reforms.

If the swarm popped up in UIR it would have been bye bye grubbies, those fuckers know how to throw down.

But uh.

Should I go there right now?

My body is all fucked up.

[Ding]

[Player will be healed upon entering the world]

[For not clarifying this the system bas rewarded one hint involving this world]

[ [Owl Kakuja] Will be disabled]

Wha.

My best skill will he turned off..

You fucking me?!?!?!

Not emotionally like actually physically like borderline molestation..

I need to work on my gun skills, wich was evident from me going full melee earlier and getting folded like an omelette.

Shiett.

Should I do it?

I mean why not?

..

Shit..

I'm really doing this arent I.

Skip the selection screen, drop me in there.

Phew. Whew. Phew. Whew.

Pace yourself come on!

Drop me in!

[Loading...]

[Good Luck! 😭]

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

NO

NO

OH NO

----

[E-Day Year 0]

Agh.

Where.

What the..

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

*AHGGGGAA*

"Cadets, prepare for combat, you get to your assigned squad!"

A man with short black hair and a well groomed mustache points to someone, my eyes clear up and I see a man in dark black armor with glowing blue eye holes, he salutes and grabs his lancer, running out of the building, I observe my surroundings and see a large round building with multiple sets of bleacher like seats carved out of stone and in the middle a huge pedestal with a statue of a cog wheel behind it.

This Is the courtroom from judgement..

Then that is.

Loomis.

That guy is a bonafide fucking badass, say what you will about him being a piece of shit, mans got skills when it comes to killing, you dont become an onyx guard officer by being a pushover.

Speaking of onyx guard.

My eyes gaze downwards to the shiny black armor covering my body.

HOLY SHIT I GOT LUCKY FOR ONCE!?!?!?!?!

My lord.. Something good finally.

"YOU, WHATS YOUR NAME CADET."

Oh shit hes talking to me!

"SEBASTIAN SIR!"

I get into ready and salute him.

"SQUAD J-6 GET TO THEM NOW, THEIR OFFICER IS KIA!"

"YES SIR!"

Leading a squad already. Am I ready for this?

The fuck am I saying? I have been leading soldier for like 3 years at this point ye fucking dope, get out of your own head dummy!

I grab a mk2 lancer from the ground and run out of the courtroom, wait where are the people.

*bzzt*

"Onyx Control, Cadet-33, come in over"

A womans voice calls out to me over comms.

*bzzt*

"Onyx Control this is Cadet-33, over."

"Cadet proceed to the northeast of Halvo bay, 132nd street."

Yeah still dont know where dat is but ok.

Northeast and a horde of locust in between. Time to go to work.

Northeast.

As the streets of Halvo Bay greet my eyes it ain't looking too good.

Fire spreads out of all the buildings still standing. The rest are toppled onto the street crumbled into gravel what a shitty visage to start my adventure, a farcry from the grassy fields seen in gears 4.

"GROUND WALKER!!"

Bullets fly past my head the second I leave the building, around my feet are the corpses of multiple gears and a few onyx guard who got ambushed the second they ran out.

My lancer malfunctions the second I go to pull the trigger.

SON OF A BITCHES WIFE!

I slap the bolt open and a round is fed into the chamber restarting the firing mechanism.

"DIE GRUBS!"

My crosshairs hit the top of a drone's helmet and I let a quick burst fly and the locust falls down, its brain matter painting the car it was hiding behind.

"HOMINID!!!"

2 more drones charge from the alleyway and begin bursting their guns at me.

Already endless these little grubbies..

"DIE FUCKERS!"

I pull out of cover and begin running to where they are hiding, my gun clicks, already out of ammo.

My left hand reaches up to a metal handle and I pull it back.

*VROOM*

The chainsaw begins revving and pushing off steam.

"GROUND WALKER!'

"DIE GRUB!"

The chainsaw rips into his body, gore flying all over the area.

The other locust cries out in anger and charges me with a combat knife.

"DIEEEE!!!"

The knife launches at me, I dodge and send a punch to the locusts stomach..

I might not have a kakuja but I still have crazy strength!

Grubbie pukes and growls at me.

DIEEE HUMAAANN!'

"Shut up insect."

My foot rears back and I curb stomp his ass, brains splattering everywhere.

Utmost satisfaction..

The perfect pop, like a morning cereal.

"HUMAAANNN!"

"HOMNID!"

"GROUND WALKER!!"

Oh shit reinforcements gotta bounce!

Gunfire rings past me as I retreat into the alley and begin running for my life.

Northeast.

Northeast.

Just run!

*bzzt*

"Cadet you are closing in on J-6 T minus half a mile. Control over."

"How hot is it control? Over."

"Very."

*bzzt*

Thanks for the dense amount of information asssholes.

All I hear are fucking explosions..

"COME ON GET SOME! HAHAAA HAAA!"

That must be them.

I exit the collapsed building I was traversing and check out what I'm working with.

2 gears in basic blue armor cower behind cover.

While 1 stands and fires a retro lancer, while not even aiming.

He has no armor on his arms or shoulders and red paint covers his back and chest, in bold words it says.

"GRUB KILLER."

Is that mothafucken Clayton Carmine.

Holy shit.

"GET DOWN!"

I scream at him as a boomer fires from a nearby window.

"OH SHIT."

It narrowly passes his head.

"Phew man, you the reinforcements, an onyx guard huh."

"Cadet."

"Better than nothing, you can still kill grubs hahahaa!'

I get behind the fallen pillar that is their last semblance of cover.

"2 boomers in the windows, a grenadier and 3 drones, am I right private?'

Carmine nods.

"Carmine, that's my name."

"Sebastian."

"Huh, that's unique."

"Those 2 bozos are Juarez and Gillman."

Carmine points at the 2 privates shaking in their boots.

"HEY, START SHOOTING OR WERE ALL GONNA DIE!"

I throw a rock at Juarezs helmet and he looks at me, I cant see the face through the helmet but hes probably crying.

"Uh-uh yes sir."

He begins blindly firing his lancer.

"AIM RETARD, STOP WASTING AMMO!"

Jeez these guys are pathetic.

I take aim and set my sights on a boomer peaking out of the upper level of a destroyed apartment complex.

I unload the mag of my rifle and the boomer falls through the bricks and crashes to the ground.

"OH YEA WHOO!"

Carmine shoots at the other and also brings it down.

"HOZTILES!"

The grenadier begins running to our position, the iconic clicking sound of its nasher shotgun sounding out.

"TAKE HIM OUT!"

A few feet before he can mantle over one of the 2 yards blindly unloads their gun into the locust and brings them to the ground, bleeding out but still alive.

Only some drones left now.

"GROUND WALKERS!"

And of course they are charging, stupid fucking cretins.

I only have 2 magazines left then I'm going to have to start scavenging.

"COME GET SOME YOU FUCKERS!"

Carmine pulls a boltok revolver from his belt and fires at the nearest drone, blowing its shoulder off.

"CHARGE!!"

I rev my chainsaw and leap over cover and right onto one of the drones, the barrel of my gun digs into his body as the chainsaw rips its guts out.

Carmine pins the other down and starts stabbing them in the chest.

I rush over and kick the locust in the head, caving its skull in.

I fucking love this world already..

[AN]

Poll chapter is getting deleted..

Stones oh misty eye of the stone, keep careful watch over powerstones..

Chapterly song suggestion: Buried Alive - Avenged Sevenfold.